(OOC: sorry I wasn't around much today. I stayed after school and then after school I went out and enjoyed the fresh air... bike riding! I fell... I'm a loser. )

Iris covered her nose, blocking it from the intense smell of the dead beast, "Well... we'll just have to make due with the horn." She glanced at the size of the horn, which was easily longer than her forarm, "I don't think and other monsters around here have horns like that anyway...

"Begone foul creatures." Meth said to the weaping disgusting lawn gnomes. The lawn gnomes petrified and then sank back into the earth from wence they came.

"Why do I even have that spell?" Meth said slightly frustrated.

Chaos hefted the horn at Iris, then slipped VIsion back into it's sheath.

"All right, you can carry that."

"I guess so. This corpse will take forever to decompose, and even the vultures will have a tough time, given its hide."

Vult sighed. "Welp, seems like the FaceWorm problem in this area is finished. Now all we have to worry about are raving lunatics and strange wizards." It was pretty hard to miss the giant torrents of tears shooting out of the gnomes.

Iris took the massive horn from Chaos, holding it in both of her arms, "This thing is heavy." She commented, then turned around, "Now... which way was that town that was offering the reward? ...Ah this way!" She said, as she lugged the horn along with her.

Before she got far, she stopped to put the horn down. "That is extremely heavy!" She stopped for a moment, trying to think of a better way to transport it. "Hey, does anybody have any rope?"

Truce whistled, stepping up so that he would be noticed. "Wow, you guys killed it. I'm surprised...not many people can face a mama wormie and survive.

"Not to be a bother...but mind if I tag along? I sorta got lost...and you guys look like you can handle yourselves if you get into trouble. Hell, maybe you guys are the trouble."

"I think the electric guy was talking about horses a while back... Maybe he has some."

Chaos shrugged.

"Of course, if it's too much for you..."

Darilk, having cleaned and sheathed his sword walked up to where Iris had dropped the horn was and easily lifted it, carrying it under his arm.

"excuse me, but i'd like to have my javelin back," Jerick said as he squirmed through the many warriors. He grasped the end and yanked it out, splashing blood on his cloak.

"I must say, that was eventful, but i should be on my way" he shook his head and started to walk, until he spoke, "Unless, of course, you would be willing to accept one more member for future adventures like these." he snickered at how open he was being. there was something in the group; destiny, perhaps, that still wanted him to join, even after the threat passed.

"Well, will you accept my offer?"

Looking at the newcomer, Vult started to say something along the lines of "I don't think they would like you cutting in on their bounty." Unfortunately, the wind shifted, bringing the smell of the beast right into his nose and mouth. What everyone heard was, "I don't thin-GACK!" And quickly clamped his mouth shut.

This isn't an improvement he thought, becoming aware of the monster humor he was already covered in.